The Demon Wife Falls From Heaven

Chapter 822

"Is it really okay for cats to do this?"

Xiaoyou glanced at Bailisha beside her. Although she woke up, Luoxun seemed to have nothing unusual, but everyone knew that she was not happy, even though she still had a smile on her lips from time to time, but that The smile never reaches the bottom of the eye.

"Hey, if there is no news from His Royal Highness, Ah Xun can't feel at ease for a day. If you really say that there is no problem, I'm afraid even you won't believe it?"

Bai Lisha rubbed the center of her brows, why isn't she more worried about Luo Xun's situation than Xiao You?But Luo Xun has been so silent without saying a word, no one knows what happened to her during the more than a year of sleeping, why she refused to wake up for a long time.

She didn't want to say it, and they naturally wouldn't force her to ask, so it dragged on day by day, and it became like this.

The two looked at Luo Xun's back that was drifting away, and sighed deeply at the same time. I hope that the kitten will get better soon. Such an unhappy look really does not have the vitality that belongs to Luo Xun at all, and it is only Can I pray that His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is safe and sound.

Back in the room, Luo Xun turned around and closed the door, and collapsed on the bed a little tired, people, once there is no spiritual support, no energy, no matter what you do, you will feel tired and can’t get motivated, you always feel I feel uncomfortable all over, especially sleepy, which is what Luo Xun is like at the moment.

Lying on the bed, Luo Xun Yan'er stared at the beam, thought for a while, and slipped into the black moon bracelet.

In the Black Moon Bracelet, the weasel is very happy playing by the stream, especially likes to catch fish, it seems to have perfectly inherited the hobby of Luoxun, after all, it was born in the space of Luoxun, has such a hobby It's not surprising either.

The corner of Luo Xun's mouth curled up, watching the miniature version of Qing Mohan jumping around vigorously in front of him, his tense mood finally relaxed a little bit.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Xun walked over to the little sickle weasel.

As if sensing the appearance of Luo Xun, the little sickle itachi turned back, met Shang Luo Xun's clear eyes, grinned happily at Luo Xun, seeing such a bright smile, Luo Xun couldn't stop Residence pantothenic acid.

very nice……

If Brother Qing was beside her, looking at the little doll with a face that looked like him smiling like this, what kind of expression would he have on his face?

Just thinking about it, Luo Xun felt, so looking forward to it...it must be very beautiful!

Feeling a little bitter in his heart, Luo Xun raised his hand and touched Kamaitachi's head.

The little sickle itachi was born from the space, fused with Qing Mohan's spiritual consciousness, and looked very shrewd, as if he knew that Luoxun was not happy. The little sickle itachi waved his hand slightly, and in the black moon bracelet space that had never been stormy, Suddenly there was a gust of warm wind.

The wind blew across the creek, and ripples appeared on the water, which looked really beautiful.

Gently stroking Luo Xun's hair, Luo Xun was stunned for a moment, looked up, and the little sickle itachi was looking at her cautiously, as if trying to please her, so distressed for her expression made Luo Xun's heart feel like a needle Same pain.

He hugged the little person in front of him, Luoxun's warm tears fell down and dripped on the neck of the little sickle weasel, the little sickle weasel's small body trembled slightly, as if he didn't understand Luoxun's tears, Confused, he raised his chubby little hand, and touched Luo Xun's face in a panic.

Luo Xun didn't speak, just hugged quietly, like this, he could feel Qing Mohan's existence through the sickle weasel.

(End of this chapter)